Brooding on the horizon
A nebulous force
A shifting uncertainty
A dark power source
It is fire under my feet
A shiver down my spine
That whisper in my head
I always thought was mine
It chilled me to my bones
With a heinous lie
That one look from me
And it would multiply
But when I cast my light
On to its twisted form
It began to dwindle
To shrivel and contort
When I faced my fear
With You by my side
Its spell over me broke
And it began to die
Anxiety


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